Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

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Chapter 529 06.0528: ‘His Triumphal Ceremony’

Inside the cathedral.

The commander of the expeditionary fleet, Lieutenant General Samuel Hood, and the commander of the rear fleet, Commodore Edward Perroux, jointly represented the Imperial Navy to convey the commission from the Misty Star Region Command.

“The Misty Star Region Imperial Navy Command, in the name of the Emperor, commissions and grants His Excellency Horatio Cochrane the rank of Lieutenant Colonel to serve as the captain of the Bayonet-class epic long-range cruiser attack ship. The command authority will take effect immediately after His Excellency Lieutenant Colonel Horatio Cochrane receives this commission.”

Lieutenant General Samuel Hood read out the decision from the Distant Star Region Navy Department under the auspices of the Archbishop of the State Church.

The Archbishop of the State Church, who was dressed in a style similar to that of a local Taoist priest in Zhendan, held an olive branch in his hand, lightly touched the holy water in the bowl held by the deacon, and waved it on Horatio.

Horatio knelt on one knee in front of the majestic statue of the Emperor, his eyes closed. The solemn and solemn singing and chanting around him brought him into an ethereal state, where he felt a power that was both internal and external and difficult to describe in words.

It was not until the sword was drawn and slapped on his left shoulder, as if the burden of responsibility was pressed on him, that he woke up from this ethereal sensory experience and opened his eyes.

"Your promotion means having greater power, but it also means taking on more responsibilities." Lieutenant General Samuel Hood's tone revealed majesty.

"It symbolizes that the Lord of Mankind has granted you the power to command His sacred and inviolable warships and to protect His precious legacy of the Great Crusade." Major General Edward Peru read out.

"Fight for the Lord of Mankind and His vast universe." The choir on the side sang in a low tone, creating an atmosphere of pressure and command like a god, and sang together.

"It will be my lifelong duty to uphold His honor and duty and defend the glory and sovereignty of mankind." Horatio responded.

"Remember this duty." Everyone said in unison.

The Bishop's staff was also pressed on his right shoulder at this time. The pressure on his shoulders suddenly increased. He supported the weight with his waist, and his upper body swayed a little, barely holding it.

'If you want to wear the crown, you must first bear its weight. '

After the ceremony with strong religious meaning, a brand new, five-meter-long commission was carefully held in the hands of thirteen monks and delivered to him.

The commission of the captain of the classified ship, which was founded on the tradition of promotion for tens of thousands of years, was far superior to the previous commission of the non-classified ship in terms of pomp, style, and solemnity, and was no less than the enthronement of a monarch.

In fact, the commissioned captain of the Imperial Navy was indeed like this.

From this moment on, he will become the monarch of a 2.2-kilometer-long flying kingdom with 10,000 people. The emperor gave him the power to govern this "kingdom".

Whether he chooses to be a tyrant, a benevolent monarch, or even a tyrant is his freedom, but he must not be incompetent and fail the endless mission and responsibility of "holding the sword of the emperor and punishing the emperor's enemies".

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, everything is ready. Waiting for your order, we will start the triumphal ceremony."

The grand ceremony was accompanied by the triumphal ceremony, and Horatio got his own triumphal ceremony.

Due to the needs of the ceremony, his face was painted vermilion, looking a bit like the legendary ghost.

Then standing on a horse-drawn chariot with a bronze awning, this Chinese and Roman style of painting really made him want to complain.

Two rows of sergeants puffed their cheeks and blew huge bull horns, and the deafening sound echoed over the city.

On this day, the streets were empty, and everyone wanted to see the legendary heir of the Gothic War who had beaten the enemy to a mess, leaving them throwing away their armor and leaving their ships sunk everywhere.

As the most fruitful and inspiring battle line in the entire war zone, the propaganda department of the Imperial Military Affairs Department printed his military exploits and his exaggerated image on various propaganda materials and distributed them in batches to increase the support of the people of the Empire for the war and boost the morale of the front-line troops.

But to be honest, Horatio was sweating coldly after reading these propaganda reports.

These reports almost wrote out his every move in detail, which was very dangerous for the warships fighting secretly behind the enemy.

But fortunately, more than 50% of the content was fabricated by the Military Affairs Department for "propaganda purposes", which was enough to cover up his true movements.

However, he was bound to become the focus of the enemy's attention. The spies planted by the Tau Empire in the Empire would try every means to collect all his information, which represented a potential threat to him and those around him.

The Aurora authorities also took this into consideration, so they arranged different residences for Horatio and the officers who stayed on the planet.

When Horatio appeared in front of the crowd with an exceptionally young face, people were excited.

"Look, it's the heroic captain of the navy. He is so young!" A large group of Aurora girls shouted excitedly with stars in their eyes.

"I can't believe it. The newspapers have always put a question mark on his face. I thought he would be a senior captain who is hundreds of years old."

"His facial features are delicate and three-dimensional, with rounded edges and corners. Look at that black and shiny black hair. It's really good. Black is the most noble color. Maybe this hero has the blood of our Aurora people in his body." An old man looked at Horatio's face on the carriage, pinched his long white beard and nodded to comment.

"We respect your teeth! Captain!" Countless men, women, old and young in the crowd cheered.

Amid the overwhelming cheers, Horatio felt such direct and enthusiastic respect for the first time. He had become the focus of the whole audience.

The officers behind him were also given a special welcome. Although not as enthusiastic as him, they were also very enthusiastic.

People looked at Louise's purple eyes and asked her about the battle in Cadia; they greeted Farida Hood, a descendant of the famous Hood family, and excitedly thanked her uncle Samuel Hood for leading the fleet to support the expedition.

The air force was also given a special welcome, especially when they heard about the legendary combat experience of this air force trained from the Carl Dunyash Fleet in the Ultramarine and following the Gothic Fleet back to the Ultramarine.

"It feels good to be treated as a hero." Farida stood beside him, holding his arm, enjoying this scene together, and silently declaring a deeper relationship between the two.

"Well, it's nice to do it once in a while. If it happens too often, I'm afraid I'll swell up."

Farida covered her mouth and laughed out loud: "If you swell up, I'll use my boots and whip to step on your swollen parts."

Horatio pursed his lips and chuckled, after all, he knew exactly what she was talking about.

"But so far, I've only used this trick on you."

This reply made Farida's cheeks red like ripe apples.

"Hmph, I'll deal with you when I get back." She pinched the tight muscles on his waist viciously, but the strength was like a chicken pecking at rice, and it didn't hurt at all.

He still liked this harmless little interest of his wife.

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